10:33 p.m.

Here is another year added to my life, it's finally my birthday, the day I opened my eyes and cried for the first time in the first seconds of my life. It's weird to think about that moment of life merical, did the medical team thoughts of me as another new born baby or as a baby that will become something big in this life?

Every time I think about my birth date I start thinking that it would be a lovely thing to die in the same day I was born with the same time 10:33 p.m, It's something I really want it to happens because it's like the first line of the circle finally met it's other half and now it's a full circle which means it's time to go to another place for my ending "my grave". If I had a choice to choose I will for sure want to die in my birthday. I feel like this is the right epilogue for my entire long years from the start to the end of it. 

Here I am wearing my new red dress in this cold day so "birthday" and me celebrate it together because I always acknowledge it as a "person" that was born with me so happy birthday to us my dear "birthday" it's been so long journey for us and I hope we both die in the same day together like we were born together. Or at least I want to die in the same month.